"Come in, soldiers.. Come in.. Do you read me?" Noxis said repeatingly in the com-link. He gave out a long withdrawn sigh when he realised they were dead. "Can not any of you fools make a job properly?" He said annoyed. "Remain here, Tifa. Guard the vessle, and I'll deal with this matter by myself!"
Tifa nodded and grabbed her rifle. She climbed up in a tree to gain a good view over the landscape. Darth Noxis grabbed the two last explosives that they had here at Ithor. "If you want a job done, you can only do it yourself" He said. Making sure he had the sabre at his waist, he started move against the temple for one final attempt. "Jik'Leth is dead, but his information might still remain. The Black Hand WILL remain a well kept secret at the Taris system." He clenched his fists. "Why did that Jedi back at Taris send a distress call to Jik'Leth of all possible choices?" Noxis said and picked up a holographic device. "Luckily we could obtain this copy of the distress call" He said to himself and activated it. The recording of a Jedi was shown.
Recording:
Jik'Leth. Listen. This is Humar.. *Sparkling sound*
Spread the word.. *Sparkling sound*
The Taris system.. .... ... The Sith.. Black Hand..
*The Jedi ignites his sabre, reflecting some laser shot's and the recording ends*
"Hopefully, I am not too late for the Ithor temple to discover the recording. That imbecill Tifa took the com-link, and not the holographical reciever.." Noxis said annoyed and stuffed the holographic device back at his waist.